"Hurry up...... Let's go......"

A heart-rending cry, a young man with a wooden face but persistent and unyielding, although his body and legs were full of wounds, fell to the ground, his face stained with dust was covered with blood, and the corners of his mouth were still dripping with blood, but his two hands hugged the calves of a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt, and screamed desperately.

"Senior Brother Yin!" At the corner of the street, a girl with the same dusty face and messy hair shouted in pain, shouting while stretching out her hand, desperately trying to run back.

Behind the girl, a young man with a Chinese character face with tears in his eyes and gritted his teeth dragged her back.

There was also a cold woman holding a long sword next to her, and she persuaded with a sad expression: "Wen Jing, let's go quickly, don't let Senior Brother Yin sacrifice in vain!"

The two dragged the screaming girl through the corner.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt over there struggled under his feet, but he couldn't get rid of the desperate entanglement of the young man of Mu Ne, and he hated and was anxious in his heart, and he stabbed the young man of Mu Ne to the back with a sword, stabbing the back of the young man of Mu Ne, and a large piece of thick blood overflowed from his mouth, and he fell to the ground, his eyes were bulging, and he died of sorrow.

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt raised his foot hard, and finally kicked away the young man, and raised his body to continue to catch up.

At this time, a figure quickly swept from the back of the street, a young man in brocade clothes and full of energy: "Where are the people?"

"Killed one, and three, and fled to the west of town. The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt pointed to the corner where the three young men and women had fled, and said in a trembling voice.

"Useless thing!" the brocade-clothed young man cursed and chased after him to the corner of the street.

Three young men and women who fled for their lives fled all the way to the west side of the street, and in a panic ran into an inn in the west of the town.

Although it was getting late, there were still some guests drinking in the front hall of the inn.

Suddenly, several young men broke in covered in blood, and several of the frightened guests immediately understood that there was probably a bloody storm coming to the inn, so they hurriedly and quietly hid back in their rooms, closed the door and turned off the fire.

"Senior Sister Leng, is Senior Brother Yin dead...... Woo woo woo ......" After a panic and escape, the girl couldn't hold back anymore and cried.

"Wen Jing, you have to be strong! We fled to Jingyang City with great difficulty, just to ask the Jingyang royal family to lend a hand. The cold woman's words were sad, "At this time, we must not give up our efforts! Your father, and our Mianjiang Sword Sect's blood and hatred, are still waiting for us to take revenge!"

"Senior Sister Leng...... Wow, ah......" The girl hugged the cold woman, threw herself into her arms, and cried loudly, presumably for too long and bitterly in her heart for this time!

The young man with the Chinese character face next to him looked at the two girls hugging each other dumbly, with a heavy face.

It turned out that these three young men and women were the only remaining people of the Mianjiang Sword Sect, Wen Jing, the only daughter of the head of Wen, Leng Shuanghua, a cold woman, and this young man with a Chinese character face named Xiao Zhan.

"Hahaha......" At this time, there was a burst of arrogant laughter outside the door.

"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!" From the door of the inn, a young man in brocade came in with conspicuous steps, "I didn't expect you to throw yourself into the net, causing me to go around and around, and I had to look for it a lot." ”

"Ahh

"A few fish that slipped through the net!" the young man in brocade had a look of disdain in his eyes, "Where else do you want to escape?"

"You brute, fight for the tiger!" Leng Shuanghua scolded angrily, "You must not die well!"

"Yo he, take a closer look, it's really a little beauty, this angry appearance, cold and noble, no wonder I heard that the dead ghost Zhong Ding asked you by name. The young man in brocade spoke lightly, and a trace of cruelty slipped through the corners of his mouth, "It's a pity, my son's favorite thing is to destroy flowers with spicy hands." As he spoke, his face was indifferent, and he drew his sword out of its sheath.

"This is the Wang Inn, it is forbidden to use knives and guns, fights and brawls......" The shopkeeper at the counter next to him, seeing the movement here, blocked his voice, but was glared at coldly by the young man in brocade, and the more he spoke, the quieter his voice became.

"Have the guts, say it again!" said a murderous sneer on the face of the brocade-clothed youth.

The shopkeeper looked at the sharp sword of the brocade-clothed young man, and was so frightened that he didn't dare to say any more.

"Wang Family Inn, it is forbidden to provoke trouble, fight and fight each other, otherwise it will not be tolerated!" At this time, a calm voice came from the corridor on the second floor.

"Who's coming out!" Hearing this, the young man in brocade was angry, and looked angrily towards the second floor.

I saw a handsome young man walking to the railing on the second floor, looking lonely and arrogant, looking indifferently downstairs, followed by a few sturdy and tall young men.

"Little brother!" "Young Master Wang!" The three Wen Jing in the front hall shouted out with some excitement when they saw the handsome young man.

When the young man in brocade saw these people appear from the second floor, his subordinates immediately shouted: "Zhong Yan, Du Meng, where are you dead?"

"Are you shouting these people?" The sturdy young men on the second floor threw a few things under their hands downstairs, and they actually threw down a few corpses, and smashed them on a few tables in the front hall with a few bangs, so frightened that the remaining guests in the front hall and the shopkeeper Xiao Er hurriedly hid in the backyard.

"Who are you?" The young man in brocade frowned, suppressed the anger in his heart, and looked at Wang Ruoli with a cautious expression.

"The king of the royal family is leaving. Wang Ruoli said.

"It turned out to be the young master of the Wang family's 'Ruo' generation, and he was offended. When the young man in brocade heard this, his heart was tense, and his words were not so tough, "I will borrow your treasure land and take care of personal affairs, please make it convenient." ”

"What if I don't agree?" Wang Ruoli grinned coldly.

"Then what do you want?" said the brocade-clothed young man forcibly.

"Would you like to ask Your Excellency to lend you something?" Wang Ruoli said slowly and calmly.

"What is it?" the young man in brocade was relieved.

"Your Excellency...... Xiang Shang's head!" Wang Ruoli said.

When the young man in brocade heard this, he sighed in his heart, hummed softly in his mouth, looked at Wang Ruoli with some confusion and anger, and didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

"Jia Heng, twenty-seven years old, born as a civilian, good at leg method, cultivating during the foundation building period, fled from Jingxiang School Palace a year ago, violated the major crime of defection from the School Palace, and the arrest was included in the non-offensive task, and 5 school chips were rewarded. Wang Ruoli then said clearly.

"Why should I be!" Jia Heng, a young man in brocade, heard this, but his face was full of disapproval, "It turned out to be a lackey of Jingxiang Academy!"

"You yourself are also from Jingxiang Academy, what is the difference between you and me. Wang Ruoli was a little puzzled, "Since you have passed the annual examination, you should join the army and serve the court, why do you want to defect?"

"Hahaha......" Jia Heng laughed loudly, "My body, free and easy, how can I serve the Jingxiang royal family for ten years of hard work, let alone such a rotten court." ”

"Hmph! It's just a pretext for your own depravity. After Wang Ruoli finished speaking, he jumped down and landed on a table, "Non-attackers, the benefits of the world will be promoted, and the harm of the world will be eliminated." ”

"What kind of prosperity and harm!" Jia Heng twined at the corners of his eyes, with a look of disdain, "These are all ornaments used by Jingxiang Academy to flaunt themselves." When you've walked through it, you'll find out how ridiculous it is. ”

"Firefly Radiance, you're bringing about your own destruction. Wang Ruoli said loudly.

"Nowadays, although you are aggressive, there is no trace of hesitation in your heart. Jia Heng said in a gloomy voice, "One day, you will regret it......" Before the words fell, he suddenly swept towards Wang Ruoli and swept towards his knees.

Wang Ruoli was calm, impartial and not hiding, for Jia Heng's cover-up, he was not surprised, and directly used the sword style "One Leaf Broken Water Mirror", which was quite stabbed, and the awe-inspiring sword blade stabbed straight at Jia Heng.

Jia Heng relied on sneak attacks and won many times, but this time he was shocked from the bottom of his heart, he didn't expect the other party to be as immovable as a rock, fully guarded, seeing that the leg sweep was fruitless, he was trying to change his moves, but unfortunately, with Jia Heng's cultivation during the foundation period, he was not Wang Ruoli's opponent at all, and Wang Ruoli, who had always been unforgiving, would give him a chance.

Wang Ruoli's speed was so fast that Jia Heng only had time to see an afterimage, and his right foot was pierced by Wang Ruoli's sword.

Wang Ruoli took advantage of the situation to go up and cut up, and when he landed, Qi Gen cut off Jia Heng's right leg, and blood splattered under the table.

The disparity in strength made Jia Heng have no chance at all, only to see Wang Ruoli passing by, the remnant sword was horizontal, and suddenly, a head flew up, fell into a black cloth package, and was stuffed into a wooden box, and the action was done in one go.

The three Wen Jing on the field were dumbfounded, and their hearts were churning, they hadn't seen each other for a year, Wang Ruoli's cultivation was so superb that it had reached a point where the three of them were discouraged.

Jia Heng, who was in the foundation building period, was not his enemy!

At this time, Ma Lin and Guo Fang, who were originally arranged by Wang Ruoli to be responsible for squatting on both sides of the street, had one person in their hands, and they just turned around and came back, looking at Wang Ruoli's eyes, full of shock. Especially Guo Fang, when he first saw Wang Ruoli, he looked at him young and didn't pay much attention to him, just thinking that he was relying on his father, a fox and a fake tiger, and now it seems that he knows how naïve his thoughts are.

"Young master, this person is sneaky on the street, and his subordinates are suspicious, so they bring him in. Ma Lin pulled a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt and pushed him to the ground.

"Sir...... Great...... Spare your life...... Childe ...... Be a cow and a horse......" When the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt was just pulled into the door, he happened to see Jia Heng being beheaded by Wang Ruoli with a sword, and his soul flew away with fright.

Wang Ruo's face was a little silent.